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Potty training: Mom vs. The Three-Year-Old

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After changing diapers for roughly 7 years, we are ready to be done. My 3-year-old boy has master the #1, but #2's are just not happening unless he's wearing a diaper.  So I thought I'd try what my friends have had success with: Explain that mommy and daddy are tired of changing stinky, dirty diapers. Now it is the toddler's turn.  Place toddler in tub and allow them to change their own diaper. This is supposed to be offensive enough to them that they quickly change their mind and do their business on the potty from here on out. OK... So we are on day six of my darling son's adventure in changing his own diaper. It's not going well. He takes it off, starts whining and complaining and holding his nose. So far so good. "Okay - here are the wipes.  Clean yourself up," I say. And then he refuses.  "I can't do it." "I'm tired of changing dirty diapers!" He tells me. Sigh. A three-year-old shouldn...

Superhero Undies in the Toilet

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Underpants in my toilet. "Why are there superhero underpants in the toilet?!!  I actually said this aloud this afternoon.  It's one of those things that surprises you when it exits your mouth because it's so crazy...who lives this way? We do. Millions of other parents do. We live with children.  They are not orderly or quiet, and they do not have good manners.  They have no sense of duty, nor responsibility.  They are born this way. My three-year-old son is in the middle of the potty training marathon.  When nature calls, he marches upstairs and removes his pants, then lowers his underoos and kicks a field goal with them before he plops himself on his little froggy potty.  Those little underpants land in the darndest places.   I've found them in the tub, the sink, and all over the bathroom - sometimes behind the toilet, and when he's especially lucky, in the toilet.  Goal!! I had none of those mythical children who...